This went on for perhaps an hour… possibly more. To be honest, I lost track.
He would ask to see another expensive, glamorous dress on me, paired with shoes and jewelry. Even if he expressed sound approval for the outfits the saleswoman put together, he would have her fetch something new to try on me, whether it was shoes of different colors and sizes, or different earring or necklace designs.
He relentlessly ordered her around the store, while I stood there… almost like a doll.
It was only when I started stumbling over my feet, tired from standing for so long, that he decided to stop.
“Everything truly was beautiful,” Xaden sang his praises to the store clerk once it all was done, seeming surprisingly enthusiastic about the impromptu fashion show. “Those dresses were like the stuff
